How Has Life Been For You

This is a picture of my fifth grade class at P.S. 274, an elementary school in Brooklyn, New York. I’m the girl at the far left end of the second row, in the grey sweater and jeans. A childhood friend posted the photo on Facebook a few years ago, and ever so often another classmate joins Facebook, or stumbles across the picture, and adds a comment.

That very thing happened last week. I got notification on my phone that someone else had left a comment. Someone who I had never forgotten in all the years, and someone who I was ELATED to find again. We started messaging each other and catching up on things (Where do you live now?, What do you do?, etc.). He asked me one question that made me reflect on my entire life:

“How has life been for you?”

I thought of a way to respond without mentioning all of the times I fell down and got back up again. The days I cried, and struggled, and couldn’t find my way. Because after all, I can still say that I’ve done well for myself. I responded:

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I would have to say the same for me. “Life is a journey not a destination” ….. I had trials and tribulations growing up and throughout my adult years. Its when I realized inorder to pursevere, I must have hope no matter the situation may be and of course god on my side. I learned to calm down more, put myslef in other’s shoes and set personal goals. I see this photo and smile because I had lots of fond memories of us all at PS 274… Thankgoodness for FB. Where we connect and watch everyones life flurish through posted pics and daily statuses. I must say life is good! I may not be rich but I’m thankful to god, family/kids/friends and a stable job.

Good sentiment. There’s a notion/saying here which says why complain because those who are complaining to have as much to complain about. People in most positions rich or poor, can find things to gripe about so it is no use burdening a conversation with a load of challenging events that you dropped off along the way, unless you want to show the emotional muscle you have grown.

Very true. I’m always conscious of this. No real sense in complaining. We all need emotional support at times, and to vent – but people who make it a habit come across as negative and pessimistic. Thanks for commenting!

We don’t often think about how life has been for us in the grand scheme of things. The good does outweigh the bad simply cause you made it through, hopefully learned a lesson and have been given the opportunity to go thru more trials and learn more lessons. When we met in jhs, that had to be one of the most painful and trying times in my life, but I’m thankful for the experiences and know that that time was such a small fraction of my life…it helped mold who I am today….so life has been GOOD!

I noticed those girls with the white veils on were most likely from the Ansaarullah community in the Bushwick area (DR. York’s old muslim group). They were the only black muslims in America who wore face veils publicly and lived like true muslims. Throw back pic!

I recently talked to an old friend that had disappeared for 15 years and our lives were divergent. She is a wife and mother. I am a teacher who writes, but the friendship was still awake after all this time.

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I'm a writer daylighting as a banker! I started this blog as a single woman in my 30s, and while it has blossomed to include conversations on spirituality and travel, the basic premise is still relationships. I like exploring love relationships (they're fascinating) and the idea that we take ourselves wherever we go (from relationship to relationship, city to city, country to country, etc.) So self assessment is always necessary for growth. And you know if I'm writing about relationships (romantic and otherwise), topics also include dating, lust, the single life, getting ready to be ready (for whatever kind of relationship you envision), etc.
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